Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 204

[Chapter 204 Both Sides of the Curtain]

The torrential rain poured down, and the entire Prand was shrouded in an unprecedented torrential rain.

As if the sea water hangs upside down, the endless abyss overlooks the earth from the sky, as if the world falls into the abyss, the dark clouds hang high in the sky like iron blocks, and the endless rain washes down the ancient clock towers, tall buildings, walls, and The rugged coast, and the continuous wind and waves coming from the sea, seemed to form some kind of siege, overlapping and blocking the entire city-state from all directions.

Even the dullest person could sense a strange atmosphere from the abnormal torrential rain. The citizens fled home one after another, the doors and windows of every house were closed, and the homeless people on the street rushed into the nearest shelter. Or a relief center, at worst a sewer entry or a pipe exchange – there are at least gas lamps and holy steam to provide a basic sense of security on a rainy day.

Heidi broke into the square of the cathedral in this violent storm—perhaps the protection of the goddess was still there, the rain around the cathedral was a little lighter than other places, but the slightly lighter rain did not let Heidi Feel relieved, but more and more worried.

The rain in the cathedral is less than other places, which means that the heavy rain at this moment is indeed related to extraordinary power.

The guards of the church opened the gate, and Heidi rushed out of the car and rushed into the sacred triple-spired gate. In just a few steps, her whole body was soaked in the cold rain.

But she has no time to take care of these, because the moment she walked into the church, she felt the restless and ups and downs in the surrounding air, which is the warning from the spirituality, reminding her that there is an invisible “conflict” centered on this place ” is gradually unfolding.

A silent monk received her, and at her strong request, the monk notified Bishop Valentine who was praying in the main hall of the church. Heidi waited anxiously and restlessly for three minutes, and finally saw the bishop A respected old man appeared in front of him.

She noticed that the bishop was dressed in full liturgical robes, a heavy triple crown was worn squarely on his head, he held a long holy staff, and hung around his waist a “Spirit of God” adorned with silver and precious stones. The Storm Codex.

This is by no means worn on an ordinary day, but a neat outfit that is only worn on extremely important ceremonies. These heavy and luxurious clothing decorations are a burden, enough to make a strong adult feel tired while walking, but Wa Lundin, on the other hand, was walking with steady and majestic steps, his eyes seemed to be brewing with thunder, and the aura on his body was transcendent and full of holiness—those sacred things made the old man lose his mortal identity for a short time, and turned into some kind of symbol Sexual body, he came to Heidi in this way, looking at the “psychiatrist” who visited the cathedral in this bad weather with a serious expression: “Son, what happened?” “I… I need shelter, the

highest Shelter of rank!” Heidi replied immediately, recalling her father’s extraordinarily serious reminder before leaving, she said with a very solemn expression, “I want the entire Cathedral of Storms to be vigilant, to protect me—protect the most outstanding history of Puland The child of a scientist.”

“The most outstanding historian in Pland…” Bishop Valentine quietly looked into Heidi’s eyes, as if there was a lightning bolt jumping in the eyes of the old man, and then he closed them slightly Eyes, nodded slightly, “I have received your request, child, the cathedral will provide shelter, and you are safe.” “Thank you

very much,” Heidi took a deep breath, her eyes did not move away from the old man , when she saw Valentine’s outfit, she knew that the cathedral seemed to have entered a “war state” before she arrived, “Excuse me… what happened?” “It’s a war,” said

Wa Lundin said calmly, “Someone has waged war on Purand – a storm not blessed by the goddess has descended on Purand, which is the signal for war, but I didn’t know the truth of the war until you came. Who is the opponent?”

“War?!” Heidi was dumbfounded, “Who are the enemies? Where are they?”

Valentine looked at Heidi quietly, and after a long time, he said softly: “It’s Prand——

“One has been annihilated Planter in history. “

There was a thunderclap, and the whole church seemed to be shaken violently. Heidi was taken aback. She raised her head in horror, looked at the glass windows that were still rattling in the aftershocks of the thunder, and looked at the left-hand man standing above her head. The heavy chandelier swayed to the right, and amidst the vibration and shaking, she suddenly felt a slight tremor—a tremor that was different from thunder.

It is the roar of a large number of steam walkers assembled in the square, and the roar of cathar steam tanks driving out of the garage.

Heidi turned her head in horror, and looked at Bishop Valentine, who stood quietly in front of the statue of the goddess like a rock in the sea, and spoke quickly: “Is the enemy coming?!” “The enemy has already come,” Valentin said

. Ding said softly, and amidst the constant thundering noise, his soft whisper still fell clearly in Heidi’s ears, “I have arrived many years ago…”… The huge sword slammed down, and the ruins and rubble blocking the

way

were like sand and dust As if being blown away, Fanna crossed a section of collapsed road with her sword in hand, and saw the house in front of her toppled down like a wax figure in flames, hot and thick ashes covered the road like snow, and the remaining sparks in the ashes Dancing with the ruins, there are suspicious human-shaped things slowly wriggling in the hot ashes, which is unbearable to see, and its shape is strange and miserable.

Fan Na controlled herself not to pay too much attention to those squirming humanoid ashes.

She knew that those were the citizens of Purland, everyone she knew, protected, and loved. They died in the fire that would destroy the entire city-state, and no one in the entire city-state was spared.

They died in this history, but were shaped into this terrible and sad phantom by the immortal flame.

These sights were disturbing her emotions and judgment.

The young judge licked his chapped and pale lips, felt the burning of his respiratory tract in the hot and ash-filled environment, felt the loss of physical strength, and reminded himself once again – none of this happened, nor will it happen

.

She raised her head and looked towards the end of the street.

Between the wriggling ashes and jumping sparks, occasionally a ghostly flash of green flame can be seen, the imprint of some terrible phantom captain in this false history—the phantom captain The position in this incident is strange and difficult to understand. Fanna can’t see through the opponent’s purpose at all. She only knows that the opponent’s power has mixed into the back of this curtain at some point, and spread everywhere in this destroyed Prand. Moreover, there is a faint confrontation with that force that distorts history.

And at the end of sight is the end of her trip, one of the “goals” she set for herself in this destroyed Prand.

A small church, which still has its main body intact in the fire, stands quietly at the end of the street.

She had walked through half of the city-state on foot, and came to the small church in the sixth street.

Strictly speaking, she killed half of the city-state.

Vanna moved forward with her sword, overcoming all obstacles, the door of the chapel had collapsed, and a long hall illuminated by embers of fire appeared indistinctly before her eyes. “”

In the long hall, there are no warm and bright lights, no neat and holy prayer platform, and no young nuns praying peacefully.

Fan Na directly crossed the ruins, came to the rear side of the main hall, and found the sloping staircase leading to the underground.

A dark wooden door is standing quietly at the end of the stairs.

Fanna exhaled lightly, relieving the pain and fatigue of the joints all over her body, and then walked down the stairs—the

rotary machine gun that was removed from the walking machine earlier was scrapped and thrown away on the way, and now she only has that Take the loyal and reliable giant sword that has accompanied me for many years.

She came to the door with a sword in hand, and gently pushed it with her hand.

The door was locked, but it was only locked with a paddle, and the opposite side was not blocked.

Indistinctly, it seems to be able to feel the breath floating on the other side of the door, and there is a sound coming.

Fanna used force in her hand, but the fragile door lock didn’t last more than half a second in her hand. With the sound of metal tearing, she pushed the door of the underground sanctuary open.

A startled and nervous young voice came from the opposite side of the gate: “Can’t open the door!!”

At the same time as this voice sounded, there seemed to be a faint noise mixed inside.

“Your junior,” Fan Na pushed open the door, the giant sword sparked fine sparks on the ground, she stepped in, the stubborn lantern at her waist was still emitting light, illuminating the dark underground sanctuary. Church, “Your Battle Sister.”

The Church was dimly lit.

A nun holding a long sword stood cautiously at the foot of the statue of the goddess, watching Fanna who opened the door with full vigilance—she was wearing an old nun’s gown from 1885, and her face was still very young.

She was about the same age as Fan Na when she died in battle.

Fan Na looked at the nun who was on full alert, and sighed softly.

As she imagined, only within the twisted veil of pollution could she step into this sealed underground sanctuary before the nun died in battle-the brief moment before the nun died in battle was part of the historical pollution.

The small church in the sixth block is the first distortion point.

The young judge finally investigated the most critical information, but… how should she report all this next?

“Sister?” The nun holding the long sword got used to the sudden light, and it seemed that she didn’t realize until now that the fires in the entire underground sanctuary had been extinguished, and she had already stood in the darkness without knowing when, and in her At her feet, something seemed to be about to move in the depths of the darkness. She raised her head, looked at the tall woman who appeared in the dim light, and finally saw the logo of the Church of Storms on the opponent’s armor and great sword, “You are the cathedral Sent? Leave quickly! The pollution here is out of control, while I still have…”

Fan Na shook her head, and slowly stepped forward: “I’ll help you.”

(End of this chapter)